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Chapter 51 by Mr Nice Guy Mr Nice Guy

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A Spat in the Void

They drifted in the void, Justice and Destiny, the strength of their wills locked onto each other's essences. The power enveloping the two beings shot tendrils across creation as they were rebuffed and turned aside. Manifestations of the battle appeared throughout the world; a severe thunderstorm in the Amazon, flocks of birds flying into a skyscraper in Dubai, scores of mothers giving birth prematurely in Kiev. This was not the first time the sisters had held a dispute. Eternity was a long time. This was the first time, though, that Justice would give no quarter.

"I don't actually care," Justice's voice sounded, "You can come at my boy Tim as many times as you'd like. It doesn't matter. I'm committed to him. We have a deal."

"Sister," Destiny's voice slid across the void like smoke on water, "I may nudge a mortal toward an end, but the boulder that rolls is not the fault of the mountain. This one that holds your attention shall fall, and I shall feast. Father has allowed us to act within our bounds, and so shall I continue."

"You're such a bitch, you know that?" Justice's voice thundered, "Why do you have to make everything so hard?"

"Creation is not my kingdom," Destiny breathed, "I make nothing. Mine is the end of things, the destination, not the beginning."

"You know what I mean, twat," Justice boomed, "but it doesn't matter. You'll keep coming, and I'll be ready. Today was fair play, but don't pull any shit like you did with that truck. If you do, you'll be sorry."

"Sorrow and regret are below one such as I," Destiny's voice rolled, "Now release me or I shall unfurl my wrath."

"Fine. Go," Justice invisibly disengaged with her sister, "I'm watching you. And tell that cow Luck to watch her back, too."

Thunderstorms ceased, birds turned from glass, babies began to wait until their time. Destiny's voice became smaller and smaller as she departed the void, leaving one parting message for her sister.

"The eyes of Justice have often turned blind, and so your judgement on your sisters has been bathed in hypocrisy," her voice became very small, then, "so why don't you just go fuck yourself."

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